The Crocodile that tormented Capt. Hook has most of his desires satisfied in the Peter Pan Bar at the Hotel Disney in the New Las Vegas. Costumed employees formerly with the Cirque du Soleil entertain the patrons up close and for free and with a sexual abandon not dreamed of during their meaningless circus days flying around in the air to no purpose and performing meaningless acrobatic feats of skeletal complexity and bodily strength: why train all your life to do a back bend in ten dimensions while falling to your death when you can train on the job for 8 hours a day and write your own schedule by performing repeated sexual copulation moves upon a fellow employee while in a skinny costume that emphasizes nipple shape and cameltoe? Tinker Bell's piece-of-ass cousins entertain the Crocodile while making their tits and twats available to him and his hard red dick while the patrons watch or else round-up some action on their own. It's a small world after all, and one filled with tits, ass, pussy, cocks and balls!
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